By today standards, I have had a hard uneventful life. I have been so busy trying to live the good life that the sweat and tears haven’t really mattered. I’m like the old colored men who washed his boat every day, “I’ve got joy out of it.”
“I shall pass through this world but once.” “If, therefore, there be any kindness I can show, or any good thing I can do, let me do it now; let me not defer it or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again!”
